Sunday, November 21, 2010

Without meaning to come over melodramatic, how did I breathe before I started making? With shame I admit, nary a piece of literature has held the attention of this bookworm-in-a-past-life. Not since a Google search four years ago: Knitting-Cast-On-How-To. But what was the passion or the thing that made me do mini victory dances, or rant a mile-long string of swear words when things went to hell in a handbasket? Not a clue, although I was much better at sitting still and giving over to a movie without the crafty multi-tasking. Much better at getting out and exercising (simultaneous crosstrainer and cross stitch anyone?).

I’m spluttering this all out with a quickened pulse, because I’m still on a high from the Thing I made last night. It started out as screenprinted, tea towel, mini-catastrophes, which I have had my eye on for some time. I was vaguely aiming at a Cushion Thing (because, let’s face it, a Quilt Thing is way too much commitment) and I had RosalieGascoigne wafting around in the back of my mind. Which is embarrassing to type, for I am no Rosalie but her work has always made my heart go thumpety thump.

It was all quick and speedy and thrown together and then edited a bit and then accidentally mixed up again but I didn’t care and the thing that excites me ever so much, is that I am SO excited, that whatever this Thing, this Scrap of Textures Thing is, it makes me want to sing with hundreds of exclamation marks!!!

I just typed a whopping three exclamation marks and you’ll just have to let your imagination run WILD for the rest.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!not sure if I really like it though, are you?

Friggen fantastic!! Look at you go, check you out girl!!I just don't know how before i had 4 children & 2 crafty businesses, plus a Shop, i managed to JUST attend Uni, without a care or responsibility in the world. Living at home, no housework, mummy would sew my buttons on, cook all my meals, daddy fix my car. What the hell was i doing with all that time. Same friends, same husband, yet throw 4 children into the mix & bam, can produce a patchwork quilt a day?? Love Posie

How clever you are at expressing that inexpressible making imperative that we all share!And how beautiful is your creation. I'm fascinated with that amazing colour combination which is so unlikely and yet so perfect.

You started out with the best ingredients .... lovely colours , fabric and texture .... and then made something gorgeous out of them .Few of us can say we made it from scratch , but you can .Brilliant !!!

I Love this thing you made! I'm terrified to attempt anything remotely resembling quilting, I'm sure i'd never get it all lined up so beautifully. The colours look great, I bet you'll think of something stunning to make with it, though it actually looks amazing just to hang!

What a great Thing, and I totally understand. I am only beginning to read again after taking a long hiatus from bookworm status--and even now, it doesn't get a chance of competing the with Making of Things.

About Me

Mother of three, wife to one, designer and craftster of the slightly obsessive kind. Myrtle and Eunice were two lovely old ladies who connected weekly over the Scrabble tiles. These Saturday battles of will and skill were a ritual as comfy as a hot Milo and handknitted blanket on a frosty day.